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These Broken Stars - Amie Kaufman, Meagan Spooner


We were doing so well, please lets keep the cheese to a minimum. Thank you.



“It’s raining,” I say, voice hoarse from sleep. I clear my throat and try again. “It’s fine. Straight from the clouds to you.”

She frowns, still huddling over and trying to shelter from it. “Straight from the clouds? Is that hygienic?”